Psalms 45:8
Your robes are full of the smell of all sorts of perfumes and spices; music from the king's ivory houses has made you glad.
Your robes are full of the smell of all sorts of perfumes and spices; music from the king's ivory houses has made you glad.
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9Kings' daughters are among your noble women: on your right is the queen in gold of Ophir.
7You have been a lover of righteousness and a hater of evil: and so God, your God, has put the oil of joy on your head, lifting you high over all other kings.
3Sweet is the smell of your perfumes; your name is as perfume running out; so the young girls give you their love.
4Take me to you, and we will go after you: the king has taken me into his house. We will be glad and full of joy in you, we will give more thought to your love than to wine: rightly are they your lovers.
9I have made a comparison of you, O my love, to a horse in Pharaoh's carriages.
10Your face is a delight with rings of hair, your neck with chains of jewels.
11We will make you chains of gold with ornaments of silver.
12While the king is seated at his table, my spices send out their perfume.
13As a bag of myrrh is my well-loved one to me, when he is at rest all night between my breasts.
14My love is to me as a branch of the cypress-tree in the vine-gardens of En-gedi.
13The produce of the garden is pomegranates; with all the best fruits, henna and spikenard,
14Spikenard and safron; calamus and cinnamon, with all trees of frankincense; myrrh and aloes, with all the chief spices.
15You are a fountain of gardens, a spring of living waters, and flowing waters from Lebanon.
16My bed is covered with cushions of needlework, with coloured cloths of the cotton thread of Egypt;
17I have made my bed sweet with perfumes and spices.
1<To the chief music-maker; put to Shoshannim. Of the sons of Korah. Maschil. A Song of loves.> My heart is flowing over with good things; my words are of that which I have made for a king; my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
2You are fairer than the children of men; grace is flowing through your lips; for this cause the blessing of God is with you for ever.
3Put on your sword, make it ready at your side, O strong chief, with your glory and power.
11So will the king have a great desire for you, seeing how beautiful you are; because he is your lord, give him honour.
12And the daughters of Tyre will be there with an offering; those who have wealth among the people will be looking for your approval.
13In the great house the king's daughter is all shining: her clothing is worked with gold.
14She will come before the king in robes of needlework; the virgins in her train will come before you.
15With joy and rapture will they come; they will go into the king's house.
40And she even sent for men to come from far away, to whom a servant was sent, and they came: for whom she was washing her body and painting her eyes and making herself fair with ornaments.
41And she took her seat on a great bed, with a table put ready before it on which she put my perfume and my oil.
9You have been a lover of righteousness and a hater of evil; and so God, your God, has put the oil of joy on your head more than on the heads of those who are with you.
18And you took your robes of needlework for their clothing, and put my oil and my perfume before them.
6Who is this coming out of the waste places like pillars of smoke, perfumed with sweet spices, with all the spices of the trader?
12And I put a ring in your nose and ear-rings in your ears and a beautiful crown on your head.
13So you were made beautiful with gold and silver; and your clothing was of the best linen and silk and needlework; your food was the best meal and honey and oil: and you were very beautiful.
14You were so beautiful that the story of you went out into all nations; you were completely beautiful because of my glory which I had put on you, says the Lord.
2It is like oil of great price on the head, flowing down over the face, even Aaron's face: coming down to the edge of his robe;
13His face is as beds of spices, giving out perfumes of every sort; his lips like lilies, dropping liquid myrrh.
10How fair is your love, my sister! How much better is your love than wine, and the smell of your oils than any perfume!
11Your lips are dropping honey; honey and milk are under your tongue; and the smell of your clothing is like the smell of Lebanon.
8Let your clothing be white at all times, and let not your head be without oil.
5Your head is like Carmel, and the hair of your head is like purple, in whose net the king is prisoner.
6How beautiful and how sweet you are, O love, for delight.
9And you went to Melech with oil and much perfume, and you sent your representatives far off, and went as low as the underworld.
1How beautiful are your feet in their shoes, O king's daughter! The curves of your legs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a good workman:
11Go out, O daughters of Jerusalem, and see King Solomon, with the crown which his mother put on his head on the day when he was married, and on the day of the joy of his heart.
8And oil for the lights, and spices for the holy oil and for the sweet perfumes for burning.
6Oil for the light, spices for the sweet-smelling oil, sweet perfumes for burning;
6You will be full of camel-trains, even the young camels of Midian and Ephah; all from Sheba will come, with gold and spices, giving word of the great acts of the Lord.
11By you my sorrow is turned into dancing; you have taken away my clothing of grief, and given me robes of joy;
6Till the evening comes, and the sky slowly becomes dark, I will go to the mountain of myrrh, and to the hill of frankincense.
7You are all fair, my love; there is no mark on you.
10See now the Great Beast, whom I made, even as I made you; he takes grass for food, like the ox.
35And make from them a perfume, such as is made by the art of the perfume-maker, mixed with salt, and clean and holy.